How was it when you got home last night?" Like always. My Sammie was waiting for me. He only had on his robe with his little stiff pecker sticking out... He followed me up to the bedroom, took off his robe, then helped me undress. He pulled back the covers so I could sit up in bed with my back against the headboard as I always do."The older woman continued her narrative, "I told my Sammie that the guy's name was Milt. He was a big guy and look what he did to your wife's titties. I held them up. This particular lecture was well attended and I was sharing the creaky, cavernous space with nearly two hundred classmates, all of whom were trying to make sense of the same dense weave of equations I was. The professor had two projectors going, one showing a progressively hairier set of formulas that grew in an almost oozing, organic fashion as she added to them, and another with an animated depiction of binary stars rapidly orbiting one another. What had possessed me to take the class I. As I prepared for the evening, I was a bit a-flutter with excitement, truth be told.Greg was 31 and quite attractive, more so in person, than in pictures or on the webcam. He is single now, divorced with no c***dren, and an IT manager for his firm. His conversational ability was exceptional and in person, just as on the computer, every bit a gentleman. He knew that Jim would be with us when 'the deal would be sealed', and was very comfortable with that, as well.We settled into our drinks and. I felt like I was going to explode. His long big juicy dick stared me in the face, I opened my mouth and engulfed the head. I was in paradise, and I slowly taste the head then moved up and down. At first he complained of my teeth, and I easily fixed that. His dick taste so good. Then he asked me if I did this before, I stopped for one second, said this was my first. I grabbed his dick, and hit my face a couple of times. I even spent some time licking those firm balls. I kept bobbing my.